Act 226 Your Sword Shines Forever, Eruin (Middle)

How is this possible

Let the golden swordsman of the Denel family almost didn't stare out of his eyes, Brando's sword just now was completely the most perfect sword with all his strength, and normal people would be in a state where the old power was exhausted and the new power was not born, commonly known as stiffness - but Brando almost finished with a sword, and almost did not close the sword to the action of slashing with a sword.

And no matter how perfect this sword is, no matter how you look at it, it is another sword that has exhausted the strength of the whole body, and there is almost no difference from the previous sword.

This simply turns the principles of mechanics on its head.

It's like a sword split by two people one after another.

The golden swordsman of the Denel family can't understand anymore, and he doesn't need to understand anymore, if he doesn't raise his sword to block, he will definitely have to say goodbye to this world. But he can fully imagine that if he tries to block this sword, he will definitely be directly drawn to the ground by the other party.

Because he hasn't even had time to regain his balance yet.

But at this time, he couldn't care about it so much, and this golden swordsman who made the Denel family want to cry without tears, and he didn't know what the situation was, so he could only raise his sword. Then there was a loud 'bang' that directly caused Brando to fly out with his sword, almost like a dead fly.

The two swords were completed almost instantly, and to others, Brando seemed to conjure up two figures and directly 'snapped' the swordsman to the ground like a child, and it was at this time that his companions arrived.

In fact, the second swordsman who just caught up at this time was also a little crazy.

In normal times, this difference of a few tenths of a second between the front and the back will not have any effect at all. But this time, the second swordsman had just arrived, and found that Brando's third sword had already stabbed at his fallen companion - it was almost as if the second sword had not been withdrawn before it was withdrawn, and the third sword was already on its way - not to mention how awkward it was, if he could, the swordsman of the family who had made Denel almost want to grab the ground with his head and cry: this thing is a plug-in

But he didn't have time for such superfluous actions now, because he found that if he didn't make any more moves, his companion would be really dead. But it is obviously also a gold-level strength, and he is about to quit directly without even having room to fight back between the three moves, which is really a bit unacceptable.

He immediately drew his sword.

Theoretically, Brando struck three swords in a row, almost giving up a Qiē defense and attacking his companion with all his might. He made a move at this time, not to mention seizing the opportunity to seize the other party's loopholes, at least there was no problem in achieving the purpose of encircling Wei and saving Zhao.

But at this time, what made the swordsman of the Denel family vomit blood was that he clearly saw that Brando didn't even care that he stabbed his sword into the heart of the swordsman who fell to the ground with an incredible face - the expression on that guy's face seemed to say, do you hate me so much? Don't want your own life? But at the same time, he saw Brando's sword slashing at him.

Perfect, a sword that exerts all the strength of the body.

"This can't be" made Denel's family swordsman almost lose his sword without shaking his hand, grabbing his head and screaming.

Whether it was impossible or not, Brando's sword struck him with precision. Then what happened later was a copy of the previous one, six swords successively, and two gold-level swordsmen were simply stabbed to death on the battlefield by Brando in a matter of seconds.

In fact, it may not be so easy for ordinary people to kill a dog.

For a time, the entire left-wing battlefield was silent.

Brando drew his sword from the corpse of the second swordsman, wiped it on the other's clothes, and looked around. Everywhere he looked, the noble soldiers of the Grussians retreated like a tidal wave, and this retreat spread as if with a contagious fear, and soon turned into a message of collapse.

Brando moved forward, thousands of soldiers screamed like ghosts, and the people in front of them finally couldn't stand it anymore, they threw down a piece of weapon, turned around and ran, at first it was only a small number of people in front of Brando, but this shattered the last confidence of the Georgians, and the soldiers began to collapse in large numbers.

A one-centered rout.

On the battlefield in Shanghai was Sir Gross's personal guards, as well as his knights.

Brando was still looking at each other from a distance, but the distance was no more than 100 meters. But the two sides seemed to have no intention of fighting again, and Brando, standing surrounded by wolves, saw the human knights in front of him split their ways.

Behind him was Sir Gruz on his horse.

In fact, Gruss understood that he had already lost, but he did not admit defeat.

The knight who had left his comrades on the battlefield of Condénar and fled, now sitting on his horse and wielding a sword, ordered everyone to stay, but he himself had to fight Brando alone.

He sat on horseback with a sword in his right hand, and stretched out his left hand to Brandopin

Brando looked at him, knowing what the other party meant: this was a challenge.

He nodded.

Then Sir Gruss raised his sword and shouted, "Eruin, your sword shines forever"

The wolves also separated.

Brando rode forward, but he wasn't fast.

Gruse rushed from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, and Brando ran slowly from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and the two staggered. Brando directly handed the long sword in his right hand to his left hand, grabbed a Grustian long sword with the claws of Bahamut, and stabbed the opponent's chest with a sword in his left hand.

With a bang, a huge thrust knocked Grus off his horse. The veteran of the November War rolled around a few times, lying on the ground with a disgraced face, and looked up at the young man on horseback with the last of his strength.

"The glory you brought back, ahem...... "I took it," said the voice of the urn under the mask. ”

Brando looked down at the guy and said, "Actually, I'm here to sue you, and they don't blame you. That war, it's not your fault. ”

Sir Grussia froze: "What...... Probably, ahem, you didn't lie to me? ”

"You should know that oak tree in Decorta's hometown, he entrusted me with your help in caring for it. It was planted by his father when he was a child. Brando replied in a low voice.

"It's really him...... Woo woo woo ...... knight actually cried like a child: "I'm sorry for their ......"

Brando didn't speak.

The November War itself was a mistake - he knew that the story about Georgia was derived from the mission in the game. Sir Gruss was full of remorse for his mistakes, and ten years later, he would release this quest to all the players he approved of - the most famous quest that everyone in the Southlands knew about. The name of the mission is 'Atonement', and Brando actually admires the old knight in his heart, because a person is at least willing to repent of his actions, and in fact, he did not make much mistake on the battlefield of Condénall.

He was just there to carry out orders.

Sir Gruse lost his breath in the midst of his weeping, and Brando sighed, the blood of the Eruin was shed on the battlefield. He had to do this to put an end to the kingdom's wars. Perhaps only through the baptism of blood and fire can the country be reborn.

He looked up at the last remaining Grudin's knights on the battlefield.

"Leave," he said, "this is no longer your battlefield. ”

But the knights shook their heads.

"We don't know what you know, sir, but it's a noble act that you have brought back glory to our lordship, thank you," replied one of the leading knights, "but this is where we died." ”

There was the sound of a sword drawn.

Brando shook his head, he turned around, and the black wolf swarmed up.

……

The mountain people fled in fear, Sir Gruz was killed, and the coalition of the Gruz was torn apart. The Grizzly Lord remained hesitant and refused to step forward. Madara has not moved, but the dead cannot be trusted.

The shape on the battlefield seems to have been reversed in the blink of an eye. It's obviously such a solid advantage, but of course it won't exist for a moment. There was a lonely atmosphere between the mountains and forests.

Pallas, who was on the front line, suddenly felt a deep tiredness, and he looked around, the hope of victory in the eyes of the knights around him was still firm. But the corpses of the soldiers on the battlefield lay on each other, broken spears and broken armor everywhere, and the broken banners were as if they were stained with the color of the setting sun.

In fact, it has failed.

However, he could still retreat to Pallas, as the rebels could not keep him. As long as he is still here, he can organize a coalition again, and although Madara is a snake and a rat, he is still a help that can be relied on.

It's just that......

Victory is so close, it seems to be within reach, and it is obviously close at hand, but why did it come to naught in the blink of an eye, or was it an unrealistic expectation in the first place? What is going on, Eruin?

The familiar ones are gone, leaving only the taste of the past memories. The older knights took the younger knights on the expedition and told the young man Eruin before the expedition that this belief was passed down from generation to generation. Pallas, too, was young, and he still remembers the songs of the knights.

But those songs are no longer sung.

The decaying kingdom is like a ruined wall, obscuring all light. The old knight seemed to see the light of the new life pierce through the dark wall, one after another, and he wanted to see the hope behind the wall, but before that, he was destined to be crushed under the collapsing wall.

As soon as the news came from the battlefields on both sides, he lost his binding force on the army. Most of the soldiers from the foreign realms fled, and the lords, big and small, retreated to the rear of the battlefield with their armies, and Pallas didn't want to taunt the cowards, because there was no point.

He marched forward with three thousand men belonging to the Pallas domain, the old knight's mask stained with the blood of the setting sun, and now he was going to put an end to this war.

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